Disciples of Power

Hidden Worlds

Disciples of Power


Deep inside your hidden world 
No one feels pain as you do 
The sadness shows within your eyes 
Time to wash the pain away 
Today well surely be your last day 
Hidden world that no one sees 
Depression controls 
Your mind's disease 
Reaper take us to our home 
We are tired of living this 
life of misery 
Emptiness torments your mind 
Days flow into months of grey 
Happiness you no longer feel 
Nothing more to do or say 
There was a time when life was mine 
That time is gone paid for my crimes 
Enslave the lords who fell to flame 
Eternal death to end this game 

Losing life's eternal flame 
You feel bitterness from these cruelties 
Barriers you cannot fight 
Time to give your life or will you 
try to change the future for you 
So turn the page, die

Those who wish to come this way 
You must be warned the path is hard 
Destroy your life and kill your dreams 
The lords of death will rape your souls 
Repent